When he told martin luther king junior
Semen get leaked to the women of the future
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry
Hear the rambling in the sky
Whilst in a school called junior high
I rather give you my last to see you live again
I didn't even know i'd the be the junior krit back then,
Once as a slave who imagined being free
Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
You're a junior, i'm a senior, respect your elders,
Why, why, this young little guy had to lose his mother back in junior high.
So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
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